My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 15: Blessing of the River God

"You chose to visit the Hokyoji Temple."

"You asked around in the city and finally found out the exact location of the Baojing Temple."

"You walked out of town."

"You have returned to the starting point of your journey."

"You still have that double fork in the road in front of you."

"The path on the right leads to Dragon City, and the path on the left leads to Baojing Temple."

“This is also where your dreams begin.”

"Look at the road on the left. It is still deserted. Incense ash is everywhere. There are graves everywhere. Paper money is scattered on the ground. Occasionally, you can see a black shadow running by. It may be some evil beast or a dead dog or rat that has eaten human flesh."

"Do you really want to embark on this journey?"

Although only a few days had passed, Jiang Xinghuo felt as if he was in another world.

If I had not chosen the path on the right but the path on the left, how would the plot have unfolded?

Would he become a monk directly in Baojing Temple?

"You hesitated there for too long, and once again attracted the attention of the corpse-digging dogs."

"But you are no longer the same person you were before. A dozen corpse-digging dogs can't hurt you at all."

"You took out the mountain god's hunting knife."

“You feel the power of the earth and the mountains surge through you.”

"With your knife, more than a dozen corpse-digging dogs quickly became corpses."

"You have obtained 200 points of incense."

"But at this moment, you found a glittering substance in the belly of a corpse-digging dog. Do you choose to pick it up?"

"You chose to pick up."

"You suppressed your nausea and went over to take the thing out. It turned out to be a pale, swollen severed finger with a green tattoo on it. The pattern seemed to be a vague dragon head."

"You have obtained the remains of the White Water River God."

"The remains of the White Water River God, filled with the resentment and anger of the White Water River God. It was betrayed by its own descendants and believers, and has been waiting for someone who can clean up the mess for it."

"You can choose to go to Baishui River and return the severed finger to the body recovery team and pretend that you didn't know about it, or you can choose to swallow it yourself."

"After taking it, you will be blessed by the river god, allowing you, who cannot swim, to gain the ability to move freely in the water. When you are in the water, your physical fitness will also be greatly improved."

"But at the same time, you must also take on the responsibility of cleaning up the mess for the White Water River God."

Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a while and read the description in the game copy. It seemed that the effect was similar to that of Xiaotaixidan.

Then he took out the severed finger and looked at it. It was shaped like a fruit candy, with a "河" character protruding on it.

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a moment, then threw it directly into his mouth and ate it.

Afterwards, he felt his body refreshed, as if something extra was inside him. The feeling was indescribable.

"You have been blessed by the River God."

"Attention: Please rush to the Baishui River within seven days to clean up the mess for the Baishui River God and kill those corpse-recoverers who betrayed him, otherwise you will be cursed by the River God."

Jiang Xinghuo didn't care. Seven days was still a long time, so there was no need to rush.

What he had to do now was to explore Baojing Temple and see if he could find materials to upgrade the scapegoat.

"You took the left path."

"The hunting knife in your hand frightens those greedy beasts. If there are any fearless ones rushing towards you, they will be killed by your knife." "Soon, you arrived at Baojing Temple."

"A quaint temple appears before your eyes."

"Baojing Temple is a large temple under the Ten Directions Zen Forest. It is very popular in Longcheng and has many believers. However, since the influence of the Five Immortals from outside the pass extended here, Baojing Temple has been getting worse and worse. Finally, it was forced to withdraw from Longcheng and can only live in a corner here."

"The Shenqin candles of Baojing Temple are well-known far and wide and are often used as props in weddings and funerals."

"You sneaked into the temple while no one was watching, and found the upgrade materials for the scapegoat inside."

"Three Thousand Hairs of Worry (Excellent Material) The monks in the temple have been under the precepts for a long time, and their hearts are extremely depressed. Their longing and nostalgia for the secular world fill their minds, causing their hair of worry to grow wildly. Therefore, after the evening class every day, the head of the temple will gather together to trim the disciples' hair."

"But just as you were about to take your things and leave, you were blocked in the house by a group of candle-lit monks."

"The candle-burning monk entertained you warmly."

"They invited you into the wax-making house in the temple."

"You feel like your body is being drained dry, nothing is left."

"You are dead."

Jiang Xinghuo sighed in his heart, he knew that this place was not so easy to come to, so he logged off and prepared to go to welcome the bride.

During the day, he found opportunities to sneak into Baojing Temple, but was discovered by the group of candle-burning monks every time. It was unclear whether he could win the fight. The key point was that two fists could not beat four hands, and a good tiger could not fight against a pack of wolves.

If you provoke them, they will rush over. You have no chance at all. You can only wait near the temple and look for lone monks...

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A high-end residence on the Third Ring Road in Beijing.

Zhang Congcong was sitting on the sofa, looking at his phone with a grim face.

As the son of a famous wealthy businessman in Beijing and the heir to hundreds of small goals, he has possessed countless high-level resources since he was a child. His starting point is the end point that countless people can only dream of but cannot reach. It can be said that he has played everything and seen everything.

But recently, he has become addicted to a mobile game, a simple text game.

Zhang Congcong accidentally obtained the qualification for the internal test of this game and discovered extraordinary abilities that did not belong to this world.

This gave his long-stretched nerves new vitality.

Over the past month, he has spent a lot of time and money on this game, and whenever he comes across a valuable item, he will buy it at any price.

He bought that rare item, the Mountain God's hunting knife, for 50 yuan from a player who was in urgent need of money.

Who knew that it was taken away just a few days after I got it!!!

When he woke up this morning and saw the prompt on the game, he was almost mad. 50 yuan was nothing to him, but he was still very angry.

Relying on his natural ability as the 'Mountain God', he had tricked countless people in the game, but today he was tricked by someone else.

A secret manual of the Flying Dragon Exploring the Clouds Hand, a rare gaming item, and millions of dollars in total, were all wasted and given away for nothing.

Fortunately, what Jiang Xinghuo took away from the corpse was the secret book of Flying Dragon Exploring the Clouds, not his own ability.

Otherwise he might have passed out.

"Fuck you, don't let me know who you are. If I find out, I'll keep you here for three months and put you in 108 positions."

Zhang Congcong was so angry that his teeth were itching, but no matter how angry he was, he was not so stingy as to cause trouble to others in real life.

Regardless of whether he can find it or not, the key point is that he is too tasteless. If this news gets out, others will say that he can't afford to play, and no one will dare to trade with him in the future.

There is no need to hang out in this circle anymore.

(End of this chapter)